Corporate Idiocy
Comedian Al Murray recounts a run-in with industrial-scale stupidity: "Car insurance company rang, without having sent me a renewal letter, asking for money. Made them answer security questions." In the same vein, tell us your stories about pointless paperwork and corporate quarter-wits
( , Thu 23 Feb 2012, 12:13)
Comedian Al Murray recounts a run-in with industrial-scale stupidity: "Car insurance company rang, without having sent me a renewal letter, asking for money. Made them answer security questions." In the same vein, tell us your stories about pointless paperwork and corporate quarter-wits
( , Thu 23 Feb 2012, 12:13)
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As a fully paid up member of the asthmatical society of Britain,
Every 6 months or so I have to see an 'Asthma Nurse' at my GPs to have a 10 second chat about my inhaler and confirm that I am still alive.
The surgery is about 10 doors down from where I used to work, so I popped in one lunchtime to arrange an appointment. I was informed that they were only arranging appointments over the phone so that people wouldn't have to come into the surgery in the middle of a flu epidemic.
I informed them that as I was standing at the reception in the middle of the surgery already, maybe it would be easier to do it then and there. Nope, rules are rules. If I wanted to make an appointment I'd have to do it over the phone.
I got my mobile out of my pocket and was quickly told that all such devices should be switched off upon entering the building.
So I went outside and made an appointment over the phone with a receptionist I could see through the window standing about eight feet away from me. Upon completion of the phonecall I was invited back into the building to pick up an appointment card, lest I forget the time, day, or even address of the building.
She at no point in all of this gave any sign that she thought this entire endeavour completely ridiculous.
( , Sat 25 Feb 2012, 11:45, 2 replies)
Every 6 months or so I have to see an 'Asthma Nurse' at my GPs to have a 10 second chat about my inhaler and confirm that I am still alive.
The surgery is about 10 doors down from where I used to work, so I popped in one lunchtime to arrange an appointment. I was informed that they were only arranging appointments over the phone so that people wouldn't have to come into the surgery in the middle of a flu epidemic.
I informed them that as I was standing at the reception in the middle of the surgery already, maybe it would be easier to do it then and there. Nope, rules are rules. If I wanted to make an appointment I'd have to do it over the phone.
I got my mobile out of my pocket and was quickly told that all such devices should be switched off upon entering the building.
So I went outside and made an appointment over the phone with a receptionist I could see through the window standing about eight feet away from me. Upon completion of the phonecall I was invited back into the building to pick up an appointment card, lest I forget the time, day, or even address of the building.
She at no point in all of this gave any sign that she thought this entire endeavour completely ridiculous.
( , Sat 25 Feb 2012, 11:45, 2 replies)
It takes
a special sort of person to be a dotor's receptionist. Utter contempt for humanity is mandatory, for some reason.
( , Sat 25 Feb 2012, 19:58, closed)
a special sort of person to be a dotor's receptionist. Utter contempt for humanity is mandatory, for some reason.
( , Sat 25 Feb 2012, 19:58, closed)
Every time I phone up to book my astha clinic appointment, usually after receiving a letter
I'm told that the booking system only looks ahead two weeks and all the appointments are full.
I then get a letter demanding to know why I haven't made an appointment for the asthma clinic.
( , Mon 27 Feb 2012, 9:03, closed)
I'm told that the booking system only looks ahead two weeks and all the appointments are full.
I then get a letter demanding to know why I haven't made an appointment for the asthma clinic.
( , Mon 27 Feb 2012, 9:03, closed)
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